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Rated: E · Lyrics · Personal · #2342568

Being kind has a hidden cost, which up to now I have paid on my own through isolation.

Clawing at my conscience
In order to heal, I let her go.
Although the wound will close.
It takes time to truly heal.

There's many things inside me, pulling at my memories. (they fade with time)
Lost (lost), found (found) over and over.
My complete self control has me hurting (deep within my soul)
A broken boat, smashed, adrift on the waves.

I found my calling
My thoughts given to others.
Although the would has closed.
It took too long to heal.

There's many things inside me, pulling at my strings. (cut, cut, cut)
Lost (lost, found (found) over and over.
My complete self control has been the problem (deep within my mind)
A broken mind, lost, upon the waves of isolation.

I gave for free to heal others, forgetting to write myself in. (what a fool)
The true value of life, it needs to be embraced (embraced)
I'm hurting, why can't I sadly let go? (release)
Because I'm determined and true. (even a tree bends)

Teardrops swallowed within my soul cry out
Hidden behind a blank stare and stone face
Traces of my past haunt me
I fought through pain and loss

Teardrops swallowed within my soul cry out
Hidden behind a blank stare and stone face
Traces of my past haunt me
I fought through pain and loss

Teardrops swallowed within my soul cry out
Hidden behind a blank stare and stone face
Traces of my past haunt me
I fought through pain and loss

Teardrops swallowed within my soul cry out
Hidden behind a blank stare and stone face
Traces of my past haunt me
I fought through pain and loss

Clawing at my conscience
In order to heal, I let her go.
Although the wound will close.
It takes time to truly heal.

There's many things inside me, pulling at my memories. (they fade with time)
Lost (lost), found (found) over and over.
My complete self control has me hurting (deep within my soul)
A broken boat, smashed, adrift on the waves.

I found my calling
My thoughts given to others.
Although the would has closed.
It took too long to heal.



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